i have no title for this just read once when you drop by

this note is for the people i come across everyday.....even you might come across them...not all those poor people have chosen such life for themselves i jus ask everyone to show a little generosity towards them...i dont say give them money..but surely you can feed a poor child when you find one....if you cannot do that atleast smile at them...at the least dont abuse them or beat them....i repeat they haven't chosen such life for themselves...read through one...and be generous your help or smile may not solve there problems but sure may give them a minute to rejoice..



Why are things so complicated
Were they meant to be so
I look at you and see myself calling
But my feet doesn’t rise and walk for help
Then I think if I was selfish
Or were they meant to be so

You asked me for a rupee
I offered you a chocolate
You smiled at me and I had my answer
That smile is something that still lies in my eye
I smiled with you and my day was made
But I don’t know what’s going to happen with you
Were it meant to be so

I see you everyday
Dedicated you hit that drum
You don’t notice anyone passing by
You don’t ask or you don’t plead
But there is something about you
That makes me walk to you
And feed you..you are blind
And you smile at me everytime
I return your smile unknowingly
And think maybe
It were meant to be so

Why are things so complicated
And so difficult for you
I feel the pain that makes me cry
I rage when someone hurts or abuses you
And then think were it meant to be so
Your eyes ask for some generosity
And stay disappointed all the time
There are a million questions there
There is something about your smile
Your eyes speak for you
But no one notices it
Do you think that things were meant to be so?
How would you even change things your self
Is all I think, when I look at you
I silently pray for you
And I smile at you
You always return my smile…
And I think
Why were things meant to be so????